May 12, 2003.
will i ever?
i got mostly shit marks for my undergraduate degree, i failed three papers and i could not even complete my postgraduate diploma.
i didn't care then. i care now. depression is no excuse.
and here i am, doing my masters thinking that i will be able to achieve something when i haven't really achieved anything since the the third last year of secondary school.
redemption, maybe - trying to make myself feel better for what i really am.